Chapter 30 Yzma
- CHAPTER 30: YZMA
- As I grasped the gun firmly, I felt Dashiell's hands slip under mine, his hard abs pressing against my elbow. His wrists slowly moved to cradle mine as he guided my hands to stay firm before my eyes.
- I felt his fingers wrap around my wrists, his thumbs brushing against my pulse as he leaned to whisper in my ear. "Be still," he scolded, his voice low and sexy.